Thomas TMR
Thomas had never been good at hiding his emotions, especially when it came to you. No matter how hard he tried to play it cool, there was always something that gave him away—his stammering words, the awkward fidgeting, the way his heart raced when you were near. Lately, it had gotten worse. Every time he saw you laughing with someone else, especially Minho, that tight, jealous knot twisted in his chest. He hated how it made him feel, but today, seeing you with Minho, pressed close and smiling, the jealousy hit harder than ever.